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69. A Dream Yet to Be Realized
Jacob's POV
In the realm of dreams, I was ensnared by visions of hazel eyes, gleaming with an intensity that sparked a fire within me. They were paired with lips, so full and hearty, they whispered promises of unspoken words and lingering touches. I dreamt of kissing her, the imagined taste of her lips intoxicating, making my heart pound with a rhythm that mirrored my yearning.
My dreams were painted with images of touching her, tracing the contours of her form with a reverence that only heightened my desire. The sound of her voice, saying my name in the most sensual way, echoed in the depths of my subconscious, striking chords of longing that resonated throughout my being.
I was like a teenager in the throes of puberty, unable to control the rush of newfound desires. The line between dream and reality blurred, the intensity of my longing for her manifesting in a physical response I couldn't ignore. My body reacted instinctively, growing more aroused as her i
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